King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 513 - 180: Daring the Huangguoshu Falls: Yili Annihilates the Invaders in the Ice Cave, Shi Feiyang Strikes Fear into the Enemy

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Chapter 513: Chapter 180: Daring the Huangguoshu Falls: Yili Annihilates the Invaders in the Ice Cave, Shi Feiyang Strikes Fear into the Enemy

How could Shi Feiyang let him escape so easily?

He shouted, "Where do you think you’re going!" His figure blurred and he appeared behind Jingtian Private Company in an instant, like a phantom.

The Celestial Frost Blade in his hand was raised high, displaying the most powerful move from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, "Ten Thousand Blades Return to the Origin".

A dazzling blade light flashed, carrying the force of absolute destruction, slashing towards Jingtian Private Company.

Jingtian Private Company only felt an overwhelming sense of oppression, as if time and space had frozen at that moment; he knew he couldn’t escape the power of this blade.

Jingtian Private Company felt a powerful force coming from behind, but it was too late to dodge. With a "crack", his body was sliced into two by Shi Feiyang’s blade energy, falling amidst a sea of flowers, ending his sinful life.

This scene, like a drama, unfolded before everyone’s eyes, causing people to lament the unpredictability of fate, the uncertainty of the world, and the fragility of life.

After dealing with the Japanese samurai, Shi Feiyang continued to traverse the flower sea, using his superior martial skills and keen insight to precisely cut all the fuse lines, successfully defusing this enormous crisis.

Meanwhile, Shi Ying led the Celestial Demon Sect disciples, commanding the anti-poison blue butterflies to continue breaking the pollen illusion array.

In the flower bushes, the blue butterflies danced gracefully, consuming the poisonous pollen and gradually weakening the illusion array’s power.

In the flower bushes, the blue butterflies danced gracefully, consuming the poisonous pollen and gradually weakening the illusion array’s power.

With the combined efforts of Shi Feiyang and Shi Ying, Yang Biao’s carefully laid "Flower Poison Plan" was eventually broken.

Seeing that the tide had turned against him, Yang Biao’s expression became extremely unsightly, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger. He glared fiercely at Shi Feiyang and shouted at his subordinates, "Retreat!" Then, with his defeated remnants, he fled in disarray like a lost dog.

The vast flower sea of Dujuan Ridge, after experiencing this thrilling crisis, gradually regained its past tranquility and beauty.

In the flower sea, the breeze gently passed by, causing the flower branches to sway and emit bursts of rich fragrance.

Bees and butterflies fluttered joyfully among the flowers, as if nothing had ever happened.

The twilight was like ink, quietly dyeing the outline of the Celestial Demon Sect’s headquarters. The surroundings were oppressively silent, with only the sound of the wind weeping gently in the ears. As night fell, the headquarters appeared even more mysterious and solemn under the moonlight’s glow.

Shi Ying, dressed in black, stood quietly in front of the headquarters’ gate, her eyes tightly following Shi Feiyang’s slowly retreating figure, wanting to engrave his image into the depths of the night’s hue. Her gaze was filled with reluctance and anticipation, as if waiting for something.

Once, Shi Ying was nothing more than a "revenge puppet" driven by hate, emanating an icy aura that kept people at bay, blindly killing in the blood-stained Jianghu. Every swing of her sword was only for a vain obsession with revenge; beneath her cold mask was a heart riddled with scars, numb and unfeeling. Her past was filled with pain and struggle, her heart with hatred and anger.

In those days, killing was her only language, blood the backdrop of her life, as she spiraled in darkness, unable to find direction or feel warmth. Her world was filled with darkness and pain, her soul with hatred and anger.

Until the appearance of Shi Feiyang. He was like a light piercing through the haze, bringing the fierce path of righteousness and determined beliefs, directly illuminating the frozen abyss within Shi Ying’s heart. With every fight alongside him, Shi Feiyang’s courage and care for the people unknowingly broke down Shi Ying’s inner defenses; with every heartfelt conversation, his gentle encouragement and sincere treatment gradually melted her cold mask.

Shi Feiyang’s arrival was like a beam of light, illuminating Shi Ying’s world, allowing her to see hope and a future.

Shi Ying, who once lost herself in the darkness, slowly awakened from that numbing state.

She began to feel the warmth from Shi Feiyang, this warmth was like the sun of spring, gradually melting the frost in her heart.

She began to long for light, to long for the love and care from Shi Feiyang, this longing was like parched land thirsting for rain.

Now, Shi Feiyang has decided to return to Flying Tiger Pass, a place filled with his memories. Though Shi Ying’s heart was full of reluctance, she knew that Shi Feiyang was a man of responsibility and commitment, and he had to fulfill his mission.

She silently supported him, despite the attachment in her heart and the uncertainty about the future.

She watched his back, seeing him gradually disappear on the winding mountain road.

Her tears finally couldn’t be held back, like a flood breaking through a dam, pouring from her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.

Those tears were not only for her deep attachment to Shi Feiyang but also for the reluctant farewell and uncertainty of the future reunion. Her heart was filled with complex emotions, indescribable.

"Be sure to return safely," Shi Ying whispered to herself, her voice scattering in the night breeze like her blessings and concern for Shi Feiyang.

She raised her hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face, took a deep breath, and turned back towards the headquarters, where her responsibilities and mission awaited. The gentle breeze carried a faint fragrance of flowers, seemingly adding a touch of softness to this solemn moment.

The Celestial Demon Sect followers’ faces were full of reverence and anticipation, their eyes tightly following the departing figure, their hearts filled with endless admiration and respect for Shi Feiyang.